Nate shook his head. "Even disregarding the part where you steal from normal, hard working people just trying to make a living, knowing that their insurance companies will most likely to anything to stop the claims, I still don't think you've thought this trough enough."
"First, if you suddenly have enough money to buy that farm, April will be asking questions. She's not stupid, and you know she'll disapprove, more than disapprove. She nearly kicked you out for going to Chicago, what do you think she'll do if you start stealing?"
"Second, you know Vance will be keeping an eye on us from now on and the threat he made was real. If he was ready to force us back, or even kill us, for finding a serial killer, what do you think he'll do if he even remotely suspects that we've become the criminals? New papers won't stop him from finding us, he has our photos - or he wouldn't have been able to create those papers for us in advance. Unless you want to live off radar, on the run, never stopping, never getting that ranch, never using a photo id again, I wouldn't even think about it."
He sighed, forcing himself to get up from the sofa. "I know this was my mess, and if I could do it over I would. I'm not a man to apologise, but for this, I truly am sorry. If I'd thought it would make any difference, I would have offered to go back with Vance. I almost did, but then I realised it wouldn't have changed anything. He had made up his mind before getting here, the fact that he had the papers already made up is proof of that."
"April can't live on the run, she's not happy unless she has a community and yesterday, neither was you. Go back down, talk to your wife, calm down and get started on moving."